So he went out so early just to meet that woman? He wasn't busy with anything
Thinking of Gong Xuekong's anti-customer behavior after getting off the bus just now, Mingyue couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, but she immediately thought of herself and what the hell was she?
Didn't he say that she was his wife in name only?
Was it just to prevent her from escaping?
Wait a minute, what is she doing? She is jealous of other women over that man?
Realizing that she was angry and sad because of what she just saw Gong Xuexiao said, Mingyue stood up in annoyance and walked to the window.
Since it's because of that woman's injury, why should she care?
Anyway, looking at him like that, he should be fine, right...
While Mingyue was struggling, Yehen left the villa with Gong Xuerong and walked towards the car in the yard of the villa.
Mingyue stood in front of the window and saw them coming out. She instinctively wanted to turn around and leave.
"Hen, if you're like this, don't send me back. I know you're worried about me, but you're hurt, so you should let them send me back."
"boarding"
"mark……"
Before getting in the car, Gong Xuekong looked at Yehen and said softly, looking like a wife who cares about her husband.
Yehen didn't refuse, Gong Xuerong's face looked a little embarrassed, and Yajing looked at the window on the second floor intentionally or unintentionally.
Then he followed Ye Hen and got into the back seat of the car.
When Mingyue heard the words of the people below, her heart seemed to be scratched by something. A touch of paleness appeared on her pretty face, and she turned and left the window.
Gong Xuerong was sitting in the car. Before the car started, he saw the departing figure on the second floor. A smile appeared on his face, with a cold sense of pride and smugness.
After Yehen and Gong Xuerong left, Mingyue sat blankly, her little face full of disappointment.
Did he risk his life to save that woman because he loved her?
So why did he desperately save himself at sea?
Throughout the afternoon, Mingyue sat in the room, as if something had taken away a piece of her heart. It wasn't until Aunt Lan came up to tell her that dinner was ready, that she walked downstairs in a daze.
There were four people in the dimly lit secret room, two extraordinary handsome men and two stunningly beautiful women. Everyone had the same coldness and indifference on their faces, as if they were otherworldly.
The four people remained silent, and the air in the room seemed to condense instantly.
The handsome man sitting on the chair in the middle was the first to break the silence. He looked at the man standing aside with an indifferent expression and said calmly,
"Why do you think Hen called us back this time?"
The handsome man who spoke was called Feng, and he was the liveliest one among the Thunder Eagles. The man who asked the question was called An, and he was the coldest and least talkative person in the organization.
But I don’t know why, but he likes to ask him questions first every time, even if he knows he won’t answer.
Sure enough, An didn't answer. He just raised his coldly lowered eyes in an invisible manner. His black hair was tied into a ponytail behind his head. Matching his sitting posture, he looked like a perfect, silent, real-life oil painting.
Seeing that An didn't come back, Feng didn't seem to give up at all, and focused his attention on the face of the beautiful woman next to him.